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What does thriving through the chaos mean?

When I was 16 years old I dropped out of high school. At 17 became a mother. I went on to buy my first house at 18, second at 21, and a third at 23. By 25 I had four children. They are capable academically, creatively and athletically. At 25 after delivering an almost 12lb baby I also lost my ability to walk and live comfortably in my body. By 27 I joined the gym and fell in love with body building training and dropped from 150kg to 84kg, carrying 20kg of pure muscle. From the age of 21, while I was raising three children under three from a home across country away from all friends and family, I managed to become an artist that has now exhibited and sold worldwide. I also became one of New Zealand’s top bloggers at the time and was paid very well to spend 5 minutes a day writing promotions. (After a few years of working 24/7.) That was the life! Nominated for internationally recognised awards and in the running for a job with Stuff.co.nz once upon a time because of a blogging comp. (I came 4th out of 400+). By 28 my marriage and 12 year relationship fell apart. At 29 I attempted to kill myself. By 30 I pulled myself together even though the aftermath of a marriage break up was still tearing me down. I had lost my money, my security, my love, my career, my future, my family, everything I had worked for since 17 years old. This all happened because I chose to move back to my hometown, Auckland NZ, after spending 10 years in Southland, NZ. (The opposite end of the country.) Part of me knew I needed to have a support system nearby to help me nurse my mental state back to health, as I was very nearly hospitalised for suicidal depression and anxiety during a truly trying time in my life. The internal battle of this diciscion was overwhelming. However, for the first time in my life I started fighting to put myself first. My realisation was that my children needed a mother, even if that meant me having to relocate. A mother that was alive and happy, showing them how to fight on, not a memory of one that lost the horrible battle with mental illness because she didn’t want to make waves. Within 3 months of moving I had been offered a place of study at Massey University, which I turned down in order to work full time to help support my children. As fate would have it, I met and fell in love with with a wonderful man at this time. Another 3 months after that I was promoted at work. I ran the place while pregnant with my 5th child, and after her birth was head hunted for another management role. I accepted the role but after one week came to the conclusion that I wanted to be at home with my new baby, for many different reasons. At that point I decided to use her early years to focus on getting my body back and attacking my own personal goals. So here I am, working on Creating My Reality. Goals are set and limits are being pushed. I hope you’ll join me!